” He went into the kitchen. Meanwhile, Uncle had found a large vibrator among my toys. Twelve inches of moulded plastic, seven speeds, with the head...rotating on the highest setting. It was very rarely used, as it brought me to climax so fast. I preferred a more gentle, leisurely, self stimulation. He oiled it carefully with the KY gel I kept in the drawer, and gently slid it into me. It was a tight fit, but luckily I had been well stretched already that afternoon. It filled me so tightly, I. This did not please you at all, you left again and came back with a lot of rope. You tied me to the chair, with my hands behind my back and my legs spread open, exposing my bushy cunt under my short, black dress.You continue to beat me up with the stick- starting with my tits, beating until I’m crying then licking and sucking my nipples to make it feel better. My tits are sore and burning, and they are starting to bruise. I’m really loud so you put the gag on as well.After that you started. So, it was Danka’s Path in Life to teach her ward how to survive in the Realm of Nature. She trained the girl how to find anything that was edible, how to hide among the trees and find shelter, how to anticipate changes in the weather, how to identify animal tracks, and how to pack supplies and move about undetected. Within days Isauria knew how to forage for roots, mushrooms, and fruit. She knew how to set campfires and prepare a campsite, while Danka was hunting or looking for promising. .... and then I saw her come in. She was with a guy and another couple and they were laughing at some joke or another. They walked across and sat down to the side and slightly behind me but I could study her over the rim of my glass in a mirror on the side wall. She was in her early 30’s I guess and so attractive and sexy. Honey coloured hair flowed around her bare shoulders, which she played with constantly, curling it around her fingers and flicking it off her face. Her full mouth pouted.